100 Trains of Thought: 7.

June 24, 2014

Words and Image by Billie Jenkins

The thing that angered her the most was the lack of subtlety in the delivery. There were kinder ways to break ties. She tried hard to get the words out as intended, in the same order as they had shown themselves to her in at night, like a Stars Wars opening, a stream of consciousness that needed to be shared. In this cold affection of process there was no other, the bonds born from years of investment became background noise. It always needed to be deliberate, but a silence hung in the air like petrol fumes – there was less space for deliberation than either of them had anticipated. The word salvage was used, but somewhere, someone had taken more than a yard, and no-one wanted to sit and wait amongst the debris.